Chapter 21: Splitting Mindset!
The group moved silently through the hall, the walls made of a shimmering crimson metal. The floors, composed of the same material, felt oddly squishy beneath their feet, while the ceiling above was luminous, casting a strange golden glow.
As they walked, their heads constantly on a swivel to avoid being caught off guard by a Fatek ambush, Nameless found himself distracted. His gaze was fixed on the wide screen before him, his chin resting on his hand as he contemplated a bright idea. The ambush they had just survived had significantly thinned out the ship's forces. Yet, a nagging feeling gnawed at him about the absence of further Fatek attacks.
Normally, after the initial assault, at least three more Fatek would have been waiting. But none were present. This ship was considerably larger than the usual C-Rank vessels. Still, Nameless chose not to dwell on this, focusing instead on more pressing matters.
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